And my last story features a truly radiant character. This, if you will permit me, is a story about myself. I have a rather gusty friend called the North Wind. I was watching in amusement one day how he tormented a man who was walking along the road. He was trying to blow the man's hat off, and how he huffed and he puffed with all his might. But the man was wise to him, and he held his hat firmly down on his head. I laughed,"Ho ho ho, North Wind. That man's got one up on you." "Well I bet you can't do any better," hissed the North Wind testily. "I bet I can," I said. And I shone down with my warmest, most health-giving rays. The man felt gladness as he walked along. He smiled. And then he took his hat off to cool his head. "There you see, gentle and kind persuasion win where force and bluster fail."